I cant believe that I’m remiscing about U2’s Achtung Baby and Nirvana’s Nevermind. I’ve briefly flipped the TV onto Max and i’ve been sucked into a nostaglic trip into 1991. These are albums and songs that i wouldn’t even conceive of playing as they’re out of sight and out of mind. Having been drawn into an episode of Classic Albums: Nirvana Nevermind I was awash with memories of what it was like being a teenager in that time of my life.

I was 17 (or something) and in the last year of High School. There was nothing at university that remotely interested me (except Arts Communications - thank god I didn’t waste my time on that useless certificate), school sucked, i felt estranged from the world and alone, just like every other teenager (though i didn’t know that at the time). I dont know why i’m writing about this, there’s nothing unique that i have to say, but it has confirmed for me something that i’ve always felt about music; that records/albums are better at timestamping the emotional and psychological moments of life, better than a photograph. I used to justify spending my money on albums as they were the milestones of my existence and that I could tell you exactly where I was and what I was thinking at the moment I bought that album.

For some albums that is true, for most, they became a blur of purchases attempting to define my pitiful existence. Now, thanks to bittorrent I can reclaim those memories of my youth. oh denial, ah denial…